Oh my, oh my,
Won't you bat those big blue eyes
Don't cry, don't cry,
My love, people throw rocks at things that shine

Stay a while, with me
Watch the sun set down,
Upon the same old boring town
And you're still the only thing I see
The other half of me
Yet, still so hard to reach
You're so far away, though I can feel your touch
It's how the distance is perceived